The Demon Lord has too many aliases

Mo Yufang also has no way of knowing the current situation in the world.

On the other hand, Yan Weilou could still receive a steady stream of news from the intelligence network through several vests.

Now, the news that "several heavenly beings besieged the master of the Beidou Demon Palace, Du Jiuyou, and Du Jiuyou is suspected to be dead" has already spread in the world. Even the masters of the Beidou Demon Palace have not come forward to refute. The righteous people in the world are rejoicing. People in the demonic path are like mourning their heirs.

It’s not that the people in the Demon Path are so united, or that they admire the Master of the Beidou Demon Palace.

On the contrary, with the devil's predatory and selfish style, Du Jiuyou has always been a stumbling block in front of many people in the past, and I don't know how many people in the devil dream of replacing him in the future.

But not now.

Du Jiuyou fell too early! The forces of good and evil in the world are already out of balance, and they still hope that the banner of Du Jiuyou will always stand in front of them to resist the pressure from the right path, so that they can secretly accumulate strength and grow stronger.

One day, when they are strong enough, they can replace Du Jiuyou! But now, all calculations have come to nothing.

What could replace crossing the Nine Netherworld, annexing the Beidou Demon Palace, or even threatening the good and the evil in the future... all of them became a dream! Without the demonic path that crosses the Nine Nethers, it is just a piece of loose sand. Instead of thinking about grand ambitions, it is better to think about how to save one's life.

The atmosphere in Hanshi City was solemn.

It turned out that Xuan Tianfeng was exposed to the establishment of supervisors all over the world, and faced thousands of accusations.

There was chaos within the righteous path, and the demonic forces that had been hidden in the dark took the opportunity to emerge and grow rapidly.

They originally thought that this kind of chaos could last for a long time, enough for them to fish in troubled waters, fish out enough bottles, and then hide again. Who knew that Du Jiuyou suddenly went crazy and massacred in the rivers and lakes, causing Zhengdao, who was supposed to be in civil strife, to point the finger again? Consistently external.

These people in the demonic path were like moles that had just emerged from the fields to have fun, and immediately ran into a snare falling from the sky.

If you want to escape before the trap is completely closed, you must fight to save yourself.

Therefore, a few days ago, General Xuan, the new head of the Zukui Sect, sent an invitation to all the demonic forces. Immediately, many people from the demonic world came to the invitation, wanting to see if the new head of the Zukui Sect had any good ideas. It can be regarded as urgent medical treatment.

Unexpectedly, just as everyone gathered together, they heard the bad news again.

Suddenly, even the most dangerous and vicious demon lord felt his eyes go dark.

"...It's over! The Beidou Demon Palace without Du Jiuyou is only slightly better than the ordinary first-class demon sects. How can it be the opponent of the three righteous holy places!" Even though I have fantasized countless times about replacing Du Jiuyou with Du Jiuyou , at this time, they still have a feeling that the sky is falling, and their hearts are sinking.

"Besides Du Jiuyou, where else is there another heavenly saint in my demonic path? Without the intimidation of heavenly beings, any righteous holy land can plow through the caves and wipe out the entire demonic path... I have painstakingly practiced for hundreds of years. After living in hiding for half my life, will I eventually be wiped out by those hypocrites from the righteous path like ants?" In the main hall, many people from the demonic path were whispering to each other. Some were anxious and about to flee almost immediately, while others frowned in thought, their expressions on their faces. Zhen Shen Leng Ning, there are also many masters of the demonic forces who are secretly communicating with each other.

"Jiang Xuan" sat on the seat representing Zukuimen, his expression unchanged, and his eyes calmly swept over the people in the hall.

The so-called strong wind knows the strength of the grass. The more in such a critical moment, the more you can see a person's true character and ability.

In the past, these people were mixed and difficult to distinguish, but now is a good time to observe them carefully.

Those guys who are clamoring to run away, not to mention their temperament and strength, are considered cannon fodder based only on their IQ; there are also those who are still thinking about intrigues at this juncture, taking the opportunity to resolve personal grievances, deal with the enemy's goods, and even more It is eliminated and screened out.

"Sect Master is calm and collected, but do you have a way to deal with it?" A voice suddenly sounded from the side.

The faint female voice is cold and charming, which is extremely touching.

Looking at Xuan intently, he found that the person speaking was the palace owner of the Huanyue Palace, a top power in the demonic way. A woman dressed in moon-white palace clothes and looking like a miraculous orchid.

Among the many forces present, Huanyue Palace, Shadow Stream Sect, Shura Sect, and Zukui Sect are considered to be the strongest demonic forces under Beidou Demon Palace.

There were two slightly stronger demonic sects, the Seven Insects Sect and the Blood Rain Hall, but they did not come this time.

"Jiang Xuan" folded his arms in front of him, glanced at everyone in the hall coldly, and said in a cold voice: "I can't talk about dealing with it, but I won't be like some people who are in panic all day long, just thinking about eking out an ignoble existence. When the enemy comes, The rat scurried away with its head in its hands.

" His words were neither light nor serious, but they were sarcastic.

Everyone in the hall was not a cultivator, even the weakest one had the insight into the Second Level Condensation Realm. Naturally, he heard every word, and they all stopped their movements and stared at him.

There was silence in the palace.

Even though these people in the demonic path are always hiding here and there on weekdays, the evil energy on their bodies cannot be faked.

At this time, both eyes fell on "Jiang Xuan", and there seemed to be a heavy and dangerous aura brewing.

The originally bright hall seemed to suddenly become dark.

"Boy, what did you just say? Say it again.

The old man didn't hear clearly.

"The Supreme Elder of Shura Sect stood up slowly, and his aura as a veteran Taoist grandmaster was released without any concealment.

Thick blood clouds floated out from his sleeves, turning into an illusory sea of ​​blood. Wherever it passed, people were confused and confused, as if they were falling into an endless hell.

"Didn't you hear that? When you are old, you should obey your old age. Why bother to get involved with us young people and force the limelight?" "Jiang Xuan" also slowly stood up, with a smile on his lips, and his tone was still neither salty nor light.

He was robed in black, and his soft and handsome face was slightly pale. The black hair hanging down on the side of his face was mixed with a few strands of silver, which not only did not damage his temperament, but actually added a bit of evil.

As he slowly stood up, a deep and unpredictable aura gradually rose up in the hall, suddenly sweeping across all directions.

Just as dusk fell, the pitch-black night descended silently and took over the sky.

He struck without warning.

A violent wave suddenly arose in the boundless sea of ​​blood.

In the invisible battle of martial arts phenomena, more and more black mist filled the air, like a steady stream of rich ink, and like deep, decaying black mud pouring down from the sky, trying to fill the entire world.

Beep - a sound like a bursting embankment sounded, and then, a figure flew backwards, as if being hit head-on by a heavy hammer, and hit the wall not far away. If it weren't for the defensive array in the temple, Damn it, the whole hall will collapse directly as a result.

The next moment, the man vomited out a large mouthful of blood and leaned against the wall, his breath sluggish.

It was the Supreme Elder of Shura Sect.

"Ahem...I lost.

"Unlike those in the righteous way who are face-saving, those in the devil's way have always been very shameless.

He bowed his head and admitted defeat in an awkward manner, and cupped his hands in the direction of "Jiang Xuan" to show his submission.

"As expected, the waves behind pushed the waves ahead, and I was just too reckless.

” Others present had been quietly watching the confrontation between the two without speaking.

They knew exactly what was going on.

The sarcastic remarks "Jiang Xuan" made just now are indeed irritating, but after all, people in the devil's path are not as face-friendly as those in the righteous path, and they pay more attention to practical interests.

"Jiang Xuan" is, after all, a great master of Taoism. It is simply not worth it to conflict with him or even fight him out of anger.

If they were really such impulsive people, they would have died countless times over the years. How could they still survive the suppression of the famous and righteous people?